Thursday, February 07, 2008

Lost and Found

I mentioned that Ernest lost his retainer . He got the replacement yesterday and wore it last night like a good boy. About 20 minutes after he got up this morning, he said to himself, "Where's my retainer?" It must be lost in his bed somewhere. (This also happened when he first got the retainers.) When he comes home we'll have to tear his bed apart to find it. It would be just too embarassing to confess another loss to the orthodontist.

Then it was my turn. As I was just about to leave for work, I couldn't find my keys. I had taken Ernest to school and returned home, so they were lost somewhere in the house. I retraced my steps, searched all the usual (and unusual) places I forgetfully leave them. Nothing. The Handy Husband came back after his dental appointment, and helped me look. He discovered them in the pantry. (I had gone in there for a bottle of water and gotten distracted by a cardboard box that needed to go in the recycling.) Oh dear. Did I feel foolish!

Will there be a third incident today?

3 comments:

Vanessa said...

Unfortunately they do tend to come in threes. My favorite "loose my keys" place? In the lock of the door, you know, just hanging on the outside!

smalltownmom said...

And I can't tell you how many times my keys have been in the door. That's the first place I look.

Jennifer (Jen on the Edge) said...

Did you find the retainer?